Yea Heavy And

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Well, the comic book and me, just 
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us, we caught the bus
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The poor little chauffeur, though,
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 she was back in bed
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On the very next day, with a nose 
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full of pus
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Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
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Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
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Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread

It's a one-track town, just brown, 
and a breeze, too,
Pack up the meat, sweet, we're 
headin' out
For Wichita in a pile of fruit
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're 
gonna catch a trout
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're 
gonna catch a trout
Get the loot, don't be slow, we're 
gonna catch a trout

Now, pull that drummer out from 
behind that bottle
Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake 
it
Slap that drummer with a pie that 
smells
Take me down to California, baby
Take me down to California, baby
Take me down to California, baby

Yes, the comic book and me, just us,
 we caught the bus
The poor little chauffeur, though, 
she was back in bed
On the very next day, with a nose 
full of pus
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread